The poor crew only had one camera, and it was impossible to divide into two groups. After the filming of Yu Siyang's part in the film and television city, he was given a two-day leave for nothing. After the rest, he went to the location with the crew.
It happened to be the weekend again, and the little fat man who went to kindergarten didn't have to go, so Xue Chengxiu moved his work back to spare time to accompany the family on vacation.
Dad and brother were playing with him at home, but Xue Yunmu was very happy.
"Brother, are you going to have a picnic?" Xue Yunmu hugged Yu Siyang's leg, her round eyes were wide open, and her little hopeful expression was particularly cute.
Yu Siyang squatted down and looked at the little guy, "Mumu wants to go to a picnic?"
"Well, Meimei's parents took her to a picnic," Xue Yunmu made a big circle with her short arms, "There are so many delicious dishes."
Yu Siyang: "..."
So, you actually want to eat a lot, and a picnic is just an excuse.
"Okay, brother?" The little fat man stretched out his arms and hugged brother Yangyang's neck, rubbing his cheek with his cheek.
Yu Siyang couldn't bear to refuse Mumu's efforts to be cute, but today the weather looks gloomy and cold wind blows. Would you like to go out for a picnic and drink a belly of northwest wind? !
Yu Siyang quickly took out the steamed buns to divert Xue Yunmu's attention.
"Pig buns, pig buns." Seeing the buns in his brother's hand, Xue Yunmu immediately cheered and jumped to eat.
The buns made of fat pigs have always been very popular with the little ones. The buns are filled with a light milky custard filling, and the filling is also mixed with some crushed walnuts. The skin of the buns is not like soup dumplings. The steamed buns are so thin, the slightly thick bun skin is fully fermented, the steamed buns are snow-white and snow-white, and the taste is soft. Bun skin, bite down, the fragrance occupies every taste bud, soft and sweet, after swallowing it, take a breath, and you can smell the sweet fragrance of the buns.
Yu Siyang broke a pig bun in half, let it cool down a little, gave half of it to Xue Yunmu, and held the other half in his hand, ready to give it to the little guy after he finished eating the half in his hand.
The little guy took a bite, bit down half, chewed with his mouth closed, his round eyes turned into a crescent with a smile, he ate what was in his hand in two bites, and then looked at Yu Siyang's hand eagerly.
Yu Siyang immediately gave him the other half of his hand. After the little guy got it, he slapped his brother on the face and opened his mouth to eat.
"You two, eat in the kitchen." Xue Chengxiu came to the bar on the side of the restaurant to make tea, glanced into the kitchen, and saw the family, one big and one small, eating buns in the kitchen.
"Dad," Xue Yunmu happily ran over with the pig's bag in his hand, "Would you like to have a picnic?"
Yu Siyang has a black line, the little guy is still thinking about the picnic, and he can't even divert his attention.
"Are you going for a picnic?" Xue Chengxiu pretended to think for a moment, and then said, "Mumu gave Dad a bite of the bun in his hand, and Dad promised Mumu to go to the picnic."
Xue Yunmu looked at the half pig bag in her hand, thought for a moment, raised her short arms, and looked like she was giving in generously, "Dad, you can only take a bite."
Xue Chengxiu squatted down, opened his mouth, and bit the whole half of the bun in the little guy's hand.
Xue Yunmu blinked her round eyes, retracted her raised arms, spread her five short, fat fingers, and the buns in her hands were gone. After eating it, he pouted aggrievedly, threw himself into his father's arms, and complained, "Dad is bad."
The bad father picked up the fat son in his arms and teased him: "bad father, does Mumu still want to go to a picnic?"
"I want it." Xue Yunmu kicked her legs vigorously in her father's arms, expressing her urgency.
Xue Chengxiu couldn't help laughing and said, "But Dad said it doesn't count."
Xue Yunmu was stunned.
Obviously, Dad said that if you give him piggy buns, you can go on a picnic. Why did he say it was not
Seeing that his son was so wronged that he almost cried, Xue Chengxiu quickly said, "Your brother Yangyang has the final say, and brother Yangyang can make you food for a picnic."
It's not that Xue Chengxiu didn't try to cook by himself. He was a veteran. He knew all the signature dishes of various restaurants, snacks from all over the world, and deeply hidden private dishes, but he was a handicapped cook.
He strictly followed the steps taught in the recipe, and each ingredient was accurately weighed with a scale, but the dishes he made were indeed dark dishes. His son put a chopstick in his mouth, and immediately said "bah, bah, bah." "I spit it out, and I drank water violently, rinsing out the strange taste in my mouth.
Yu Siyang did not dare to ask him to help in the kitchen. Ever since he made donuts with flowers in the club, Mr. Xue has been very keen to come to the kitchen. The good four dishes and one soup could not be finished in two hours after Mr. Xue came to help.
The little fat man wanted to go to a picnic, but it was useless to find his father, he had to find the chef brother at home.
If his son wants to eat dark food, he can be satisfied.
"Brother..." Xue Yunmu pouted at Yu Siyang, her pitiful little appearance, as if she was about to cry in the next second.
Yu Siyang looked at Xue Chengxiu and asked, "The weather is bad today, so it's not suitable for a picnic."
"It's alright," Xue Chengxiu said with a smile, "there is a glass conservatory in the back, just remove the flowers and make a lawn."
Yu Siyang followed Xue Chengxiu to see the glass conservatory at the back, and then fell silent.
It is so troublesome to have a picnic, Mr. Xue, you really dote on your son too much.
Now that he has happily decided to have a picnic in the glass conservatory, Yu Siyang went back to the kitchen to prepare the picnic dishes with Aunt Wang. Xue Chengxiu took his son and the bodyguard driver of the villa to remove the flowers from the conservatory first.
"Xiaoyu, what is this black long stick?" Aunt Wang asked in confusion when she saw that she took out a small bag of black long thin sticks from the cupboard.
"This is carved wild rice, also known as wild rice. The rice cooked with this is fragrant and smooth, and it is delicious." Yu Siyang said while washing the wild rice: "If the stem of the wild mushroom is invaded by the wild black powder fungus, it will be I can't bear wild rice anymore, and that stem is water bamboo."
Aunt Wang took out a piece of wild rice from the pot, and said in surprise, "Is this rice water?"
"This is the fruit, and the one that doesn't bear the fruit is the jasmine." Yu Siyang said with a smile: "There is a poem called 'Huayi carved wild rice, fragrant smell of brocade soup', but unfortunately there is no official flower at home, otherwise we can be arty ."
Aunt Wang laughed so hard she almost washed the chicken out of the sink.
After Yu Siyang had prepared the food, everyone brought the dishes to the conservatory together.
The flowers in the conservatory were moved out, a large picnic cloth was spread on the grass, and several futons were placed around the picnic cloth for people to sit on. Picnic on the grass in the conservatory.
Xue Yunmu was the most excited, clapping, dancing and shouting, "Take a picture, take a picture, I want to show it to Meimei."
Yu Siyang lightly flicked the little guy's forehead, took out his mobile phone and "clicked" and took several pictures. After confirming that nothing was in the picture except the dishes, he quickly posted a Weibo, and then put the phone away. You are in the pocket of your clothes, and no matter how you explode in the Weibo comments.
Aunt Wang took the lead in serving everyone a bowl of carved wild rice. The wild rice was not as fluffy as ordinary rice, and the fragrance was different from that of rice. It was a fragrance with a little water vapor. In the mouth, it is slightly sweet, because it is rich in oil, it is really fragrant and smooth, and the mouth is full of fragrance.
"This meal is delicious." Aunt Wang was full of praise.
Lao Lin aimed at a plate of golden chicken on the picnic cloth.
The whole chicken is dehaired, washed and boiled with sesame oil, salt and water. When it is five mature, add onion and pepper. After it is fully cooked, cut the chicken into cubes and mix it with a little sesame oil. The original chicken juice can also be left to fry other dishes.
Since there are not many seasonings, the taste of the chicken depends on the control of the heat, the original flavor, the chicken is cooked fresh and tender, and in the mouth, except for the faint sesame fragrance of the sesame oil, it is all the freshness of the chicken itself, chewing At that time, the juice of the chicken is squeezed out from the meat with each chew, infiltrating the taste buds, and the more you chew, the more flavorful it is.
Lao Lin ate a few pieces of golden chicken, and then turned his attention to the spiced mushrooms next to the golden chicken.
The fragrant mushroom stew is made with the original chicken soup left over from the boiled golden chicken. The small mushroom cutting knife, the carrot and winter bamboo shoots are changed into oval shapes, the white fungus is soaked, and there are black mushrooms. Put the white fungus in the middle of the plate, steam it thoroughly, add pepper powder, scallop juice, sugar, water starch, ginger juice to the previous chicken soup to make a thick soup, and finally pour it on the "flower" .
The biggest feature of this dish is its freshness, especially the black fungus. The soup is rich in flavor. Different raw materials are paired with thick soup, and the taste is different. The only thing in common is the fresh fragrance.
Compared with the golden chicken, Lao Lin prefers this spiced mushroom stew, and he can't stop eating it.
After entering the winter, the weather in Yunzhong City is getting gloomier every day, the dark clouds are pressing down, making the sky look very low, the cold wind has been blowing, but the rain has never fallen.
The six adults in the conservatory looked satisfied while eating, and looked up at the sky through the glass, muttering, "I don't know when it will rain today."
The two bodyguards were still a little restrained. Lao Lin and Aunt Wang followed Xue Chengxiu from the imperial capital to Yunzhong City, almost watching him grow up. It hurts so bad, but it's not restraint at all.
While eating, Lao Lin complained about Aunt Wang, "Lord Wang, look at Xiaoyu, this is called craftsmanship. You have been cooking for decades, and the taste will never change. That is to say, Mr. bears humiliation and bears heavy burdens and does not dislike your craftsmanship."
"You are the old king, and your whole family is the old king." Aunt Wang was furious, snatched the shrimp from Lao Lin's bowl, and complained back, "No matter how bad my craftsmanship is, I am better than yours and your wife's craftsmanship, what do you do? What is it? Let's cook in the dark!"
Xue Chengxiu, the creator of True Dark Cuisine, moved away silently, away from the two who "focused on hurting each other for 30 years".
It was not the first time that Yu Siyang saw Uncle Lin and Aunt Wang complaining about each other. He was a little surprised at the first time, but now he is very calm and helps little friend Mumu peel the shrimp.
Xue Chengxiu stared at the shrimp Yu Siyang was peeling, and when the shell was peeled, he immediately lowered his head and swallowed the shrimp.
Yu Siyang: "..."
Xue Yunmu, who opened her mouth wide and waited to eat the shrimp, was stunned. She looked at the little shrimp tail held by brother Yang Yang, her eyes were round, and her mouth was round, wondering why the peeled shrimp disappeared. .
"Mr. Xue, grab your son's food, it's delicious?"
Xue Chengxiu nodded, his face was very thick, "Of course it's delicious."
The little fat man finally understood that his shrimp was snatched by his father, and immediately jumped unhappily, "Dad is bad, father is bad."
Bad Dad couldn't help laughing and said to Yu Siyang, "You see Mumu jumping around and the little fat on her stomach is shaking, isn't it very cute?"
Yu Siyang was speechless, he was a serious and serious man on weekdays, why did he like to tease his son so much.
However, the little fat man jumped and jumped like this, and his stomach did not stop shaking, um... very cute.